Sunday, February 14, 2010

Dog Sitters

Well, this weekend we were dog sitting for some friends that are out of town. They have two dog, a little jack russle, and a standard poodle. We only had them for Saturday night and they go back this afternoon. This morning as we were heading out the door for church Duffy ( the pure bread very expensive poodle) got out. He doesn't know us, it was the first time we watched him, and so he didn't come when we called. Spencer and dad tried to get a hold on him but it wasn't working. As they took one step towards him, he took three away. Then he started running down the drive way, across the road, and towards town. Spencer followed him at top speed. Dad got the car and drove ahead of them to try and cut him off and Samantha walked Maxi ( the jack russle) down to the sidewalk to see if Duffy would came when he saw Maxi. As all this is going on mom and I are sitting at home waiting for them to come back. We then get a phone call from the church asking where Spencer was, he plays guitar in the youth band and they were doing morning worship. Mom replies that "the dog got out and I have no idea where anybody is and if you look out the window you might see them if they got that far and if you want to send someone out to find Spencer that's fine but I have no idea where he is." Sometime after this dad returns without Spencer and without the dog . He states that the dog took off into the woods. Mom tells him that the church is looking for Spencer. Dad then says that he'll go get Spencer, so he starts walking up the hill, in three feet snow, in his dress pants. We are now thinking that we are never going to make it to church. As we were dwelling in our thoughts of dismay a truck pulls up to the house. Spencer gets out. The church had sent rescue parties! Spencer informs us that they HAVE the dog, but in the process Duff bit him. I don't blame Duffy for what he did, he was just scared of being chased and then grabbed by a stranger. So there we were. Spencer was wet, light headed, bleeding, and nauseated. He throw up once, declared he was fine and went and played Sunday morning worship.

(Samantha and Dad came back in time and Spencer's injury wasn't serious)

3 comments:

Amanda said...

so what are the chances they'll ask you to dogsit again? lol

Valley Primitives Gift Shoppe said...

Oh my goodness!So glad you got them all back to your house. So sorry Spencer got bit. Maybe you won't have to dogsit again :0)
Mrs. Orcutt

Abi said...

What an adventure!